This evening I have been working on the second edition of Nocturne with YouTube playing in the background. Currently, I am watching “Stephen King, His Books, and Their Origins at Lisner Auditorium (published on Nov. 22, 2014 by Politics and Prose). I always love hearing about the origins of a writer’s works and King touches on several briefly followed by a reading from Revival. The most interesting part I have seen so far is his comment that he thinks plots are for weak writers. He follows his characters, so to speak, and doesn’t have an idea of where a book will end, so its ending is a surprise to him. Quite an interesting video. I recommend it.
Day: February 19, 2018
Poem: “Come with Me, My Love”
This is a poem I wrote in the late 80’s to early 90’s, most likely some time between 1988 and 1991, when I was living in Alexandria, Virginia, dating around and frequenting the bars in Old Town Alexandria. I don’t recall the circumstances under which I wrote this, just the feeling of these being the emotions of walking home around 2:00 a.m. after closing time.
This is the opening poem of my first volume of verse, Nocturne: Poems of Love, Distance, and the Night, a callous and disinterested lover. Nocturne will be free on Amazon Kindle on February 23. I published it on Valentine’s Day of this year.
Going through my computer files tonight, I believe I have discovered some poems unintentionally left out. Stand by for a second edition. I hope you enjoy this poem.
Come with me, my love
and I will show you
nights of love
full of life and laughter
as empty as an empty
bottle rattling down a cobblestone
street blown by a chill
wind
Come with me, my love
and I will show you
nights of love
full of lust and passion
as lonely as a lonely
man pacing off a deserted street
under the brisk October moon
its cold light muted
in the mists
As the fog embraces you
like a one-night stand in a town
of dying dreams where
hopes lie scattered on the barroom floor
with cigarette butts and the dust
of endless roads
Bring me to that ultimate pleasure
in your all-consuming eyes.
Let us become one
and share the horrors of this
world
as only
lovers can.
“Back to Blogging” from RogerMoorePoetdotcom
It took a long time. Many apologies for my absence. Thanks to the people at WordPress, I found my blog after a six month absence, and I am ready to start blogging again. I look forward to reconnecting with my many blogging friends. Roger.
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